My heart is breaking," she says. "I want to be strong for you right now but the thought of you leaving is killing me inside.

It's the little mistakes that lead to big mistakes.

You lie long enough and you start to get used to it.

There were hugs. There were words said by each of them. I don't remember what they were. Nothing haunts me more.

That ugly freak has spent so much time in my head, I should be charging him rent." -Four

We break our huddle and Eight immediately transforms into one of his massive avatars. His handsome features melt away, replaced by the snarling face and golden mane of a lion. He grows to about twelve feet, ten arms sprouting out of his sides, each of them tipped with razor-sharp claws. Nine whistles through his teeth. 'Now we're talking,' Nine says. 'One of your parents must've been a chimæra. Probably your mom.

Are you sure you want us to keep calling you 'Six'?" "You can say it's short for something." "For what? Sixty?